I wish you were a little bit quieter. Everyone knows what is happening when my office door is closed and I hang the "Got Milk?" sign on it. Do you have to add to the experience with your loud rhythmic swooshing sounds?
I'd love it if we could stop reinforcing the image of me as a big cow like milking machine.
Dear God - Thank you for a calm day yesterday, it looks like today is shaping up to be the same, I appreciate that.
Dear MIL - I hope things get easier soon, you are experiencing my life as it had been for the last two years, I feel your pain.
Dear Mom - I understand now.
Dear Me - You have not failed, you can come back from this and be better than you were before. Having gone through this as a child yourself, you are better prepared and understand what is needed and expected of you as a mother. You have the fight in your heart, don't let it go.
Dear Headache - Please go away. You've been hanging out for 2 hrs now and despite Tylenol and water and rest you're still here. I have things to do.
Dear soccer games - please be on time and go on schedule. The boys need to get to school to have fun at the Harvest Festival that L has been busting her butt on.
Post by seattlekari on Oct 25, 2013 15:56:00 GMT -5
Dear E,
Today A is moving into our home. And I know this brings all kinds of feelings for you about change. I just want you to know that you'll always be my #1 girl...ALWAYS.